Bury me in the packice
And please don't dig me out
Until science has devised a way
To heal my many wounds
My aching bones
My stupid head
My broken heart
My ruined soul
Lay me down beneath the permafrost
And then go away
Until industry perfects the means
To make me whole again
Then fill the void within me
Close these dreadful holes
Bury me in the packice